This cold weather leaves me longing for warmth.
your mother is the type of woman to kill her fish from overfeeding, believing they are still hungry . my mother is the type of woman to say, They’re fine and a week later, find them dead shrugging off her neglect . I am the type of woman to rescue the sick in the stores, […]
Chosen for publication in Kalamazoo College’s literary journal, The Cauldron. Unfortunately, this year’s edition was canceled due to COVID-19.
wearing your ears around her neck a sign of respect for the evenings she misses the most remembering when she first married eagerly joining, every single night, another woman’s husband to make love maybe she wanted to be noticed the dragon who grew the size of a house and wouldn’t shrink until acknowledged maybe she […]
I accept the shots with grace, though I wonder if she can see it on my face: give Anya my regards; I can’t imagine finding my husband dead, overdosed on our home’s floor bad drugs on the market, my partners keep saying but there’s so much death lately, I can’t hear a damn thing . […]
you scrape leftovers from glass containers the same way I scrape desire from between my legs in the same can, we throw these perfectly good things away
Lost sight of the road, eyelids falling two curtains to keep the sick & coughing patients from touching my soul. I nearly destroyed a little old man with the opening of the ambulance door. Even under the first-responder’s glare, I didn’t know what was happening. After that, my partner banned me from the driver’s seat. […]
I don’t want to talk about politics, about how they move money around like toys kicked across the floor, back and forth I don’t want to listen about what’s happening beyond your five windows and single door cases confirmed in our county now and what does that mean for us, on the ambulance what do […]
Caitie, can we talk please? about cutting heart strings propagating them in soil how fast does loneliness grow and when it does, what is it good for? . Sophia, can’t you just listen? why does it always start in the kitchen so deep and full I don’t even notice hot water kissing burns into my […]